Wisdom Drop~
- Kathleen House
- 5 days ago
- 2 min read
Updated: 5 days ago
The Wisdom of Silence in the First Snowfall
The first snowfall arrives like a soft invocation. The world quiets. Breath slows. The air takes on that blue-black shimmer that only winter knows. This is the moment when the year condenses. The noise thins. The marrow of what mattered begins to gather. Winter draws us toward the liminal. The place where stillness becomes a vessel for messages that refuse to speak in louder seasons.
Silence is a field of concentration. It presses the scattered pieces of the year into a single pulse. The Earth knows this rhythm. Roots thicken. Animals quiet their fire. Humans feel the instinct to pause. Wisdom ripens inside the hush.
Many years ago, before ChatGpt, from this hush came A Winter’s Prayer. It rose from the body. From the ancestral fabric. From the liminal seam between night and frost.
A Winter’s Prayer
Wrap me in the silk of the darkest of nights
My eyes soften as my Soul delights
In stillness, Mind and Body unites
The Veil lifts to the realm of the blue-black
The Ancestral fabric clear, I lean back
Trusting in this blanket, where there is no lack
Only in the lull, the messages become clear
The Wisdom of Spirit surrounds, drawing near
Within my heart of hearts, I hold these gifts so dear
The silence opalescent and wispy with frost
The sparkles bright yet seemingly Storm-tossed
Finding their way back, no longer lost
Drifting smoothly upon the air so thin
Wandering delicately down, meeting my skin
The glistening sparks of light, I take in
Feeling like Black velvet, I rest in the knowing
Like the darkness of the womb, trust is growing
I relish in the pause and in the unknowing
For Hope and Love are the seeds I am sowing
~Kathleen House~
Winter reveals the sacred art of pausing. The year folds in on itself and becomes potent again. The veil thins. The body listens. The unseen steps forward. Liminal time is alive! It shapes what comes next. It sharpens what will sprout when the seasons turn again.
This is the intelligence of winter. The deep invitation into stillness where truth gathers weight. Where the last fragments of the year return to you with clarity. Where seeds form in the dark soil of your own inner field.
If this season speaks to you, step through with intention. Winter opens the chamber. Your body knows the way.
Step into Breaking Ground the Earth Element Immersion where impact begins in the body. Root your power. Remember your presence.
Within ~Sacred Currents~, learning the language of the self is the MO. If this interests you, book a curiosity call and we can see if ~Sacred Currents~ would be a good fit for you.
In Love & The Holy Raw,
Kat
enter the Sacred current
Walk the silence with purpose. Let the liminal reveal what is ready to rise.
✧ Transparency Note
This piece was created with the support of AI as a structural and research tool.
All language, edits, and final resonance were shaped and approved by Kat.
No content here is AI-generated without human voice, everything you read has been truth-filtered, mythic, with final word and resonance by Kat
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